Entertainment: Starting as a Succubus, Taking Hollywood by Storm

The next day, news about Martin killing someone spread like wildfire.

It wasn't just tabloids reporting the story; even major authoritative media outlets picked it up, making it clear there was a deliberate push behind the coverage.

Shortly after, the FBI showed up at Martin's door.

"Mr. Martin, we need your assistance in an investigation. Please come with us. Don't worry, the Los Angeles FBI won't falsely accuse an innocent person. We just have a few questions, and you'll be back soon."

The head of the FBI's Los Angeles division personally arrived at Martin's home, extending a surprising level of courtesy.

Though higher authorities had issued the order, he was careful not to antagonize Martin or the influential Meyers family behind him.

For President "Little B," offending the Meyers family might have limited repercussions—he could leave office and retreat to the protection of his family's oil and defense industry empire. But for someone like the local FBI chief, it was a different story. The Meyers family wielded significant influence on the West Coast, and the division's budget had benefitted more than once from their donations. The last thing the chief wanted was to jeopardize his own career.

So, not only did he personally visit, but he also chose his words carefully, even using "please" to convey that no undue pressure would be applied.

Grant, Martin's father, who was at home to lend his son support, sneered and said:

"Martin isn't going anywhere today. If you have questions, ask them here."

Grant, who was used to being criticized like a child by his own father, suddenly exuded a commanding presence, scolding the FBI chief as if the latter were the subordinate. [1]

Under Grant's intimidating stance, the FBI chief was sweating bullets. Bound by his orders but wary of the Meyers family's wrath, he reluctantly conceded:

"All right, Mr. Martin, we'll conduct the questioning here instead."

But Martin smiled calmly and interjected, "No rush. Why don't you sit down and watch some TV first?"

Martin's tone was calm yet carried an unyielding authority, making even the FBI chief feel that Martin's presence was more commanding than his father's. Unconsciously, the chief sat down on the sofa as directed.

Grant chuckled and signaled the housekeeper, Mrs. Alanda, to serve the guest a cup of coffee.

Moments later, a breaking news broadcast began on the TV:

"Last night, during Martin Meyers' coming-of-age celebration, a man named Wilson Gagilo caused a major disturbance, accusing Martin of being a murderer who killed his son, Michael Gagilo.

"In response, the Hollywood Police Department has issued an official statement. Let's hear what Group Leader Paul Michael has to say about the incident."

The camera cut to Paul Michael, dressed in his police uniform. With a stern expression, he addressed the reporters:

"Yes, it's true—Martin killed someone!"

The first sentence sent shockwaves across America, leaving everyone stunned.

Even President "Little B" was caught off guard. He thought, Wait a minute! I only asked you to apply pressure, not to outright convict the guy!

But Paul Michael's next words turned the situation on its head:

"After receiving a report from Ms. Lindsay, we rushed to the scene. Martin, being friends with Ms. Lindsay, was also there to assist.

"Following a trail of clues, we discovered the suspect at a warehouse. While attempting to apprehend him, the suspect—Michael Gagilo—suddenly charged out and attacked our officers.

"In his attempt to escape, he also tried to harm Ms. Lindsay. At that moment, Martin, who was standing beside her, acted to protect her. He kicked the suspect, which resulted in his death.

"According to my official report and the police department's findings, Martin is completely innocent—his actions were in defense of others. In fact, he's a hero."

Paul Michael's statement flipped the narrative 180 degrees. Martin, initially painted as a killer, was now hailed as a protector, saving a woman's life.

Fans of Martin erupted in celebration, flooding the internet with cheers of support.

However, skeptics were quick to voice doubts:

"Everyone knows Martin is a billionaire. Who's to say this cop wasn't paid off?"

"I don't buy it—rich people always find a way to do whatever they want."

"Was the situation really that critical? Maybe Martin just enjoys playing hero under the guise of self-defense."

Meanwhile, in Washington, "Little B" scowled as he called his aide, Chervanton. With his signature Texan cowboy drawl, he demanded:

"Buddy, what the hell's goin' on? Didn't you say the local cops were under control?"

Chervanton, caught off guard, deflected:

"That's what Claude told me! He assured me everything was handled. Who knew Hollywood PD had people loyal to Martin?"

Clearly, this wasn't over yet.

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NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR [1]

(Author Note: Popular media often portrays the FBI as omnipotent, but the reality is different. The FBI is often called the "toilet paper of capital," acting mainly to clean up the messes of corporate elites. Internally fractured by factions and plagued with corruption, the agency is far from the infallible organization Hollywood films depict.)

(TL/N: Oh, Ok! But what happen in Tiananmen Square massacre tho?)